Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 270 Martial God Temple

The golden light surged, and the thick fog obscured Beihan's sight.

Looking around, with Bei Han's sharp eyes, it is difficult to see the scene ten feet away, and he can only vaguely see the huge phantoms in the distance.

Some are as tall and straight as a mountain, or as wide as a star, that kind of majestic aura, as if there is a unparalleled god of war standing in front of Beihan, with overwhelming power.

This is inside the teleportation formation, which is completely different from the outside scene. For a moment, Beihan seems to have come to a lost prehistoric space. The feeling of desolation and vicissitudes is the same as when Beihan subdued the chaotic soul magic sand. .

This feeling is very strange, as if a person facing the whole history will raise a trace of questioning about life and sighing to himself insignificantly deep in his heart.

The eyes turned into three bright red rainbow lights, the Youlun pupil circle was spinning wildly, and the six blood dragons roared out from behind Beihan, and the sanitation surrounded Beihan's body, spreading out the dense fog of spiritual power.

However, even if Bei Han fully exerted his soul power, he could only see a little farther, and could not see the end of the magic circle at all.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, the spiritual mist around became more and more bright, shining with dazzling light, as if an unearthly treasure was about to appear in the world, a huge feeling surged, and in the next moment, Beihan's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see anything. I don't know.

This feeling only lasted for a moment, and the next moment, Beihan's eyes lit up, and what caught his eye was a stretch of houses that could not be seen. Among the people walking around, you could see many people walking from the house. In and out, very hurried.

Looking around, one can clearly see that Beihan is now in a very large palace, a wide avenue runs between many houses, it is more than a hundred feet wide, and the flow of people coming and going is almost shoulder to shoulder. Crowded the wide avenue.

The first time he came to the Temple of Martial Arts, Bei Han, like all warriors, was shocked by this amazing building. Based on the line of sight measurement alone, the palace on this floor is tens of thousands of miles long and wide. than a medium dynasty.

But even so, the Valkyrie Temple is still full of warriors, and it looks like a busy area, and there is almost no place for Beihan to settle down.

The Valkyrie Hall is big, but it is a subsidiary product of the Valkyrie Realm after all. When one tenth of the warriors in the Valkyrie Realm come here, the entire Valkyrie Hall can be crowded, and from this you can roughly feel the true breadth of the Valkyrie Realm. .

If the human body can enter, it can completely form a world of its own outside the Tianwu Continent.

"Is this the Martial God Palace? It's really big!"

Beihan lamented that such a huge palace is just a weapon of a godless god. Although Beihan has become famous for thousands of miles and has a certain reputation in the western region of the three-pole sky, compared with the real strong, he still has a lot of power. is trivial.

"Why are the rooms here all the same?"

Looking across the numerous houses, Beihan was puzzled when he saw the densely packed houses. As far as he could see, although there were many buildings here, most of them had the same structure.

A gate with a width of more than two feet, with a layer of golden gleaming enchantment erected at the gate, and on the gate, there is a vivid depiction of a monster, with a big bloody mouth on its ferocious face, writhing The body is like a tyrannosaurus rex.

The shape of the portrait is not very big, but the strong momentum makes people tremble from the depths of the soul. With this feeling, Beihan can only face the tall man in the prehistoric space. It was only when the back of the mountain was like a mountain.

However, it is slightly different from the last time. Facing such a strange beast, Beihan always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had seen a similar monster somewhere before, but Beihan still couldn't understand it after thinking hard. .

"Forget it, let's go and have a look first."

Thinking to no avail, Beihan shook his head slightly, such a powerful monster is too special, how could Beihan have actually seen it before, maybe this is an illusion, maybe every warrior here has a similar feeling , the existence of Emperor Zun, that kind of supernatural power has long been separated from human understanding, beyond Beihan's imagination.

Following the flow of people, Beihan walked into the nearest room. In the mighty flow of people, after standing in line for five days, Beihan finally got the chance to enter a room.

The number of people here is simply unimaginable, and it is seriously close to saturation.

The moment Beihan's body merged into the light curtain, Beihan felt a bright mark of the Martial God flowing out of the Qinglian Sword Order and disappeared.

And what caught Beihan's eyes was a small space, only about three feet wide, which didn't seem to be much different from that in the teleportation barrier. golden mist.

And in the direction facing the door is a quaint bronze wall, probably because of the years, the wall is covered with spots of green patina.

It depicts lines that are extremely complicated, and the intricate lines are much more complicated than the source map of the third-grade perfect spiritual source that Beihan knows.

"What is this, why is there nothing?"

Looking around Beihan, he was sure that there were no other five ranks besides this wall, so he stood under the copper wall with peace of mind and began to observe carefully.

The tiny painted lines that seemed to be made in nature spread all over the copper wall, which looked very complicated from a distance, but when Bei Han walked up to the copper wall, he realized that the imprints of this level far surpassed his own. imagine.

Just within that palm-sized area, it is full of countless complicated marks, and when Beihan used Youlun Pupil Boundary to observe the densely packed lines carefully, he was surprised to find that the complicated lines It turned out to be only the first heavy restriction.

The narrow lines are also full of finer lines. With that level of imprints, even the current Beihan feels a deep dizziness when he looks at them.

Seeing the complex imprint hidden in the first layer of lines is Beihan's limit. Although he can't see more finely, Beihan can be sure that this second layer of imprint is definitely not the limit.
The third layer, the fourth layer or even higher layers of texture.

Withdrawing his soul power from the second layer of lines, Bei Han focused his sight on the first layer of imprints, which was a very complicated imprint, but after being stimulated by the second layer of lines, looking at this vast For the engraved line, Beihan didn't sigh too much.

On the contrary, when he looked at that kind of imprint, he was attracted into it almost instantly, pieces of which sometimes floated and floated, sometimes cut sharply, and sometimes burst into pieces, appeared in the depths of Beihan's soul.

And when Beihan realized what was going on, a trace of doubt and a burst of surprise surged into Beihan's heart. This kind of pattern turned out to be a very rare space mystery!

"It's a great fortune, but the imprints here are too complicated. It will take several years to comprehend even one percent of them. Unfortunately, I don't have much time right now."

Sighing slightly, Beihan wisely withdrew from the operation of the Youlun Pupil Realm, and as those pupils returned to pure black, Beihan noticed that small slit on the copper wall.

"Huh? What is this?"

Bei Han walked closer and observed the thin opening carefully. The thin opening was not very big, only two inches wide, about the thickness of a sword blade. It was dark inside, but there was a very strong stimulus surging inside.

"What's in here?"

Out of curiosity, Beihan made a tactic with both hands, and miniature firebirds took shape in Beihan's hands, which looked like countless butterflies flying around Beihan. Han directly tightened a fire bird slowly into the tiny gap.

And the moment Little Firefinch entered the dark space, a strong golden light gushed out from the gap, bursting out directly, stirring up the golden mist around Beihan.

"What's going on? What's in it?!"

Beihan touched the tip of his nose, and immediately controlled the remaining firebirds to fly towards the gap one by one. Suddenly, bursts of violent noises sounded, and gorgeous beams of light continued to flow from there. The jets come out after the slits, making this space gorgeous and magical.

"Hey... there must be something in here?!"

Seeing the visions happening one after another, Bei Han became very excited, thinking that he had found the key to some great opportunity, and attacked the gap with great joy.

Rumbling--

Under Beihan's persistent attack, the vision finally appeared.

The mist of spiritual power rolled violently, and the sound of endless rushing thunder burst out from the narrow slit, as if a world had begun to appear, shaking the space.

"Is it going to be turned on?"

Beihan smiled, showing a pair of white teeth, and his face was full of excitement, but then a voice made Beihan suddenly stunned, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Stinky boy, damage the materials of the Valkyrie Temple, and deduct [-] Valkyrie marks..."

With the sound of that voice, the Qinglian sword order on Beihan's chest suddenly flew out, and gorgeous traces sprayed out from the token, flew into the small crack, and disappeared.

"Nimma, who is scolding me?! What's going on, where is my treasure?!"

Bei Han gritted his teeth, looking at the crack that swallowed his ten thousand Martial God marks and wanted to kill, but then he thought of the reason.

With a red face, Beihan sent the Qinglian Sword Token into the slit with a little embarrassment, and suddenly the brilliance surged, and the long-awaited vision finally appeared.

"Fortunately, there is no one, otherwise it would be embarrassing..."

(End of this chapter)